Berry Bounty

Well, if the old wives' saying holds any water we're in for a hell of a winter 'cos there's a veritable bounty of hops and berries around just now. But at least the birds should be fattening up nicely!

Not been up to much today; fairly busy at work, a chat with the downstairs neighbour about a crack in the wall between us and the building next door (I suggested we get it fixed!) and a visit to see my mum and later to pick up her postal voting paper for the referendum. Mibbe she's an Aye, mibbe she's a Naw. Her reasoning for voting either way seemed just as valid as anything else getting banded about which is a pretty sad inditement on both sides! Especially since she was telling us that she remembered the Union of Parliaments! Mrs Methuselah then.